Let's Play Dress up

"We think we found them."

"Are you sure? Where?"

"Pretty sure. Hastings' cabin. Mr. Hastings got an alert saying someone used the code to enter."

"Spencer?" Toby guessed and Caleb nodded. "Are the others with her?"

"He's checking the cameras as we speak. As soon as he confirms, I'm heading up there."

"I'm going with you." Toby said while reaching for his jacket.

"Are you sure that's a good idea? The way Spencer reacted the last-"
"Hannah did the same to you!" Toby cut Caleb off angrily. "What makes you sure it will be different for you?" Before Caleb could answer his phone made an annoying sound.

"I just got the text from Mr. Hastings. All four of them entered. And you're right." Caleb sighed. "I can't be sure. I can't be sure that Hannah won't freak out again when she sees me."

"Maybe...maybe we shouldn't go." It hurt Toby to say that. It went against everything he wanted to do which was find her and hold her and make her feel better. But he also remembered her reaction when she first saw him. The fear in her eyes. The fear of him. " We can just have the cops go to keep a look out so they'll be safe. They left for a reason. You know that don't you."

"Yeah." Caleb whispered also remembering Hannah's response when he tried to embrace her. "They wanted to get away from us."

"We can't help them." Toby shook his head. "At least not yet. Not until we know more about what they went through. Question is, how are we going to find out if they don't talk to us." He threw his jacket back down before sitting with his head in his hands. After a beat, Caleb spoke. He said. "I think I know a way."

Caleb surveyed the group sitting on various pieces of furniture at the Hastings. All of the girls' parents were there except for Hannah's dad. Toby stood next to him and with Alison and Ezra on the kitchen barstools, the area was complete with the people who loved the girls the most. This wasn't the first time they all met up like this. When the girls were taken, they always found time to meet up and brainstorm where they could be not trusting the cops or even the FBI to handle it alone.

"I gathered you all here to talk about how we can help the girls. We know where they are and we think they are safe for now with the police being there. But we also know they can't stay there forever. It's not healthy for them to shut themselves away. And we know that no one here can just march in there and get them without making things worse."

They each looked around the room before hanging their head in defeat. Caleb was right. They all saw how the girls reacted whenever anyone in this room came close to them.

"So what do we do?" Ella Montegomery voiced the question they were all thinking.

"We have to know more about what they went through so that we can help them." Caleb answered.

"But how?" Pam Fields wondered aloud. "The girls aren't going to tell us, they don't want us near them."

"I asked Dr. Sullivan to come over. She should be here any minute." Toby stated.

"They're 18. We can't make them see a shrink and with how they are acting, I doubt they'll volunteer." Ella said exasperatedly.

"Dr. Sullivan is going to help us." Toby repeated firmly. "Once Caleb tells us what he found out, she'll be able to tell us how we should...deal with the girls."

"You found something out about what happened to the girls?" Pam asked surprised. "How?"

"Not exactly legally but I didn't know what else to do." Caleb responded.

"Just tell us." Veronica demanded.

"I hacked into the police files. I was able to see photos of the dollhouse, their police statements, and even medical records."

Everyone began speaking at once.

"What did you find out?"

"Does it say what happened to them?"

"Does it say why they are afraid of us?"

"When did you do this?"

"I'm going to pretend I didn't hear you say how you got the information."

Caleb and Toby tried to get the room under control but everyone had something to say. It may have gone on much longer if it wasn't for the shrill ring of the door bell.

"That's probably Dr. Sullivan." Toby supplied when the room quieted.

"Hello everyone," Dr. Sullivan greeted as she entered. "I"m so glad you reached out to me. I had been following all the developments and I want to do everything I can to help."

"Thank you Dr. Sullivan, please have a seat." Toby said politely.

Once Dr. Sullivan was seated and all eyes were back on him. Caleb began again.

"I organized the medical records and police statements of all the girls into separate files. Before I hand them out, I wanted to give you some general information that I found out. Information that probably explains why the girls can't stand the sight of us."
"That's a bit extreme." Ezra mumbled.

"It's the truth and you know it." Byron argued.

"Enough." Veronica snapped. "Tell us what you found out Caleb."

"The police took pictures of the dollhouse." Caleb began as he laid out photos onto the coffee table.

"Caleb, this isn't right." Ashley said confusedly after studying a photo for a moment. "This isn't the dollhouse. This is Hannah's room. This is her-" Ashley stopped talking and looked up at Caleb who stared back at her. "Oh God. Are you saying."

"He kept them in rooms that looked just like their bedroom." Ella whispered, tears already starting to form.

"Yeah and if their medical files are anything to go by, they were tortured in those rooms."

"That's why they fled."

"Partly." Caleb stated. "A didn't just replicate their rooms." Caleb laid out more photos. When he arranged them they pieced together what looked like a large room. A room that looked more like the backstage of a play or a costume shop. There were hangers with mens and womens clothes. A table with various bottles of what looked like perfumes and colognes. There were several masks hanging on one wall. Next to that was an open cabinet filled with props except they weren't props. They were real weapons and for a lack of a better word devices with only one purpose...to torture.

"Look closely at the masks." Caleb suggested.

"No." Pam said while shaking her head as tears filled her eyes. "NO! How could someone be that sick?"

As the group studied the photos, Allison, Veronica, Wayne, Ashley, and Byron also began weeping. Peter Hastings and Ella eyes burned with murder for when they found out who abducted their daughters.

There were masks of all of them and upon closer inspection of the closet, outfits or in Toby's and Emily's father's case uniforms they had worn or at least exact replicas. The perfumes and colognes were also their chosen fragrance.

"This is why they can't stand the sight of us." Caleb choked out as he handed out the file of each girl to their families and lovers. "They were abused in every way down there and A used our faces to do it."

The end.